Bad Bride Dress To Impress Novels & Stories

“Budget? I’ve never had a budget before.” Those were words I’d never heard before. We arrived at a bridal shop tucked between a jeweler and a lingerie store. I hadn’t thought about what I was looking for in a dress. I didn’t have a lot of references when we walked into the store I was confronted with all types of gowns. Mermaid styles dresses, princess dresses and dresses with lace and silk. “Oh my gosh…” Giggles and glass clicking together caught my attention. Blood drained from my face. Sadie with her platinum hair and red claws paralyzed me, but what was worse was the woman next to her. Brea. What the hell was she doing here?

I turned around, searching for that familiar teasing smirk, but it wasn’t there. “You shouldn’t say things like that,” I whispered. He smiled faintly. “Why not?” “Because it’ll confuse me.” I tried another dress, this one a sleek mermaid cut that hugged every inch of me before flaring out at the knees. Beautiful but suffocating. “Absolutely not,” Mom said before I even made it to the platform. “You look like you’re about to pass out. That dress is for women trying to prove a point, not brides.” Aaron leaned forward, elbows on his knees, smirking. “I don’t know, Mrs. Brooks. I think she’s proving several points right now.”

"And they said Bridgerton is a crappy show." Chase helped me put on the dress and minutes later, he was zipping the back of the dress without ruining my hair and makeup. Both of us studied my reflection in the mirror. I take in a few breaths before turning my body from side to side, adoring the clean material against my skin. The slit made it look risqué and modern, while the color still made me feel like a bride. I blinked at my reflection in the mirror and tried my best to blink away the tears. A stubborn one escaped, but I gently wiped it away with my fingers.

I had promised Sophia that we would spend the day together, but I knew that I couldn't abandon my wife on her special day. As we stood at the entrance of the grand ballroom, I couldn't help but be struck by Bridgette's elegance. She wore a stunning red gown that hugged her curves in all the right places. The dress was made of silk and chiffon, with intricate lace details that sparkled in the light. Her hair was styled in loose waves, and her makeup was subtle yet flawless. She looked like a true queen, and I couldn't help but feel proud to be her husband.

But a voice froze her in place. “Mrs Young, is this how you welcome your distinguished guests to your stepdaughter’s eighteenth birthday party?” Gasps echoed around them. People paused mid-conversation, heads turning. The press, who had been idling by the decorated archway, immediately swarmed closer. Mrs Mickelson stepped out of the car with an elegance that silenced the crowd. Her gown flowed like liquid midnight, absorbing and reflecting the lights in a mesmerizing sheen. Her makeup was flawless, her jewellery subtle yet regal, and her confidence filled the air like an expensive perfume. Several onlookers audibly gasped as she radiated wealth, power, and the assurance of a woman who was u

Brienne took a deep breath as she admired the wedding gown in front of her. The dress was breathtaking—its soft, flowing fabric cascaded gracefully to the floor, adorned with delicate floral appliqués that looked as if they had been gently placed by the wind. The off-the-shoulder sleeves added an elegant, romantic touch, while the fitted bodice accentuated her figure perfectly. It was a dress straight out of a fairytale, and in just a few hours, she would be walking down the aisle wearing it.

Chapter 15 "You look beautiful." Layla said to Emma with a wide smile Emma did not feel beautiful. The dress she wore was lovely and every design and embroidery on it was elegant. She knew it was a dress most brides would be dying to wear. It was an off shoulder dress that spread from her waist down to the floor. Her make up was also flawless but she wasn't necessarily happy about her wedding. She could not shake the feeling that she was making a huge mistake. But if it meant it would save her mother then wouldn't it be worth it? It was a small sacrifice she would pay just to see her mother get better, right?

Elijah asked. His question dragged her back to reality. She nodded lightly and said, "It is gorgeous indeed. No wonder you couldn't find a groom's suit that you're satisfied with. This wedding dress is grander than the usual wedding dress in the market, so I'm afraid those off-the-rack groom's suits could never do it justice."

"My father and my brother use to call me small boy, great brain. I was sharp, and do observe a lot about things around me." "Where is your brother's grave? " I ask. He clenched his fist and began walking to the car telling me to wait. He came back with three bunch of flowers. We place them on each grave before going home in silence, both of us in our own thoughts. ♡♡ "it's time dear "Nanny Lilo says and pat my back. I sigh and stare at myself in the mirror. I look good in my white wedding dress that shows my cleavage. I know I look beautiful since everyone here won't stop gawking and flattering me. I appreciate them, but I'm not happy.

“I hate big too-doos.” “A prince who hates to be in the lime light?” I chuckled. “Alright, alright, but can we do it soon?” he asked. “I’m eager to get back to Kurr.” Three days later Vicki looked like she’s stepped off the cover of Bridal magazine. Dresser pulled off yet another miracle and created a dress for her that rivaled that of any queen in any century gone by and the most beautiful maid of honor gown for me. It almost made up for the hideous way I looked at my own wedding.